In my waking up, no dices I have, on starting line again.
Swing of the pendulum, the room leans by Hollow Earth Theory.
Of man of this world, quite empty is, cleaning the ears. Or, of Utsusemi, the one of the characters for "Genji", quite empty is, cleaning the ears.
Like shredded cabbage my life is. Or, shredded cabbage might be drunken in my life.
By the end of the life, playing table tennis, on tatamis, like Denki Groove.